Pickleball Interrupted: The Absurdity of Their Obsession.

Easter Sunday in Miami Beach: a day meant for peace, yet my simple attempt to enjoy pickleball became another act in their ongoing harassment. As usual, shortly after leaving my family's home, the familiar presence of a "follower" (a tall thin woman who's a regular on the Miami Beach pickleball courts and is known for hitting the ball quite hard) showed up at the courts.

Courtside Spectacle

Instead of joining in, she stood silently, watching our every move. This, after years of the orchestrators of the harassment and their associates painting me as a relentless pursuer of men – a narrative meticulously crafted and utterly false. Please read the previous, entries especially A Twisted Narrative.

The Hypocrisy on Display

The irony is staggering. Here I am, enjoying a game with another woman, while a participant of the "man-hunter" smear campaign observes from the sidelines. It begs the question: am I not even allowed to enjoy a sport with whomever is on the other side of the net, regardless of gender? Their obsessive monitoring is the very behavior they falsely accuse me of.

The Twisted Reality of the Court

It's ludicrous to think what their reaction would be if I were playing with men, something I've done countless times in mixed doubles. In fact, I've played with 3 women and one man, and with 3 men. On Saturday, I held my own against two very good male players. In their distorted view, any interaction with a man would be twisted into "proof" of their baseless claims. Their entire campaign is a fabrication, readily believed by some, which is both wrong and deeply disturbing. My simple enjoyment of pickleball becomes another battleground in their relentless harassment.

Escalating Absurdity and Manufactured Outrage

Their desperation continues to manifest in increasingly bizarre ways. During my pickleball game, while I was focused on playing, the "follower" engaged in conversation with a man on the sidelines – a fat male pickleball player. This interaction then devolved into him loudly shouting the name of someone they have repeatedly, and falsely, linked to me in their stalking narrative.

The intent was clear: to provoke a reaction, to stage some kind of dramatic outburst that they could then twist and weaponize. It's a tactic so transparent and childish, it's almost laughable if it weren't so insidious.

The Power of Unquestioning Belief

It's a harsh reality that the architects of this harassment aren't the only ones causing damage. A disturbing number of people have been drawn into their web of lies, readily accepting a fabricated narrative without a shred of critical thought. They've been presented with a distorted version of events, a bag of utter falsehoods, and instead of questioning its contents, they've embraced it wholeheartedly and actively participated in its dissemination. This unquestioning perpetuation is incredibly destructive, allowing baseless accusations to solidify and poisoning the atmosphere around me.

The Disheartening Reality of Manipulation

This refusal to examine the "facts," this unwillingness to consider my perspective, is both baffling and deeply disheartening. It reveals a disturbing tendency to believe sensationalized stories without any genuine investigation or logic. To be targeted not only by the originators of this campaign but also by those so easily manipulated highlights the dangerous power of misinformation and the frightening ease with which lies can be embraced and amplified, inflicting real and lasting harm on their target.